Here

“Here” features lyrics by Gene Lees, written to an adaptation of Maurice Ravel’s “Pavanne for a Dead Princess.”

Lyrics

Here’s the village we slowly explored one September
Here’s the cobblestone street you adored, I remember
Here’s the cafe where we’d sit by the hour
And here is the shop I bought you a flower
And here I am all alone with a few faded pictures of you

Here’s the beach where the white sea birds cried, high above you
Here’s the rock where you held me and sighed how I love you
Here is the field we saw shrouded in mist
And here is the place in the woods where we kissed
Thought I try telling myself she is gone, she is gone
You’re still here